...and then just for the hell of it...

I watched this one again too - but I DO own this. I guess one can't have too many romantic comedies...

The most touching part of this film, was the funeral, where the brilliant words of W.H. Auden were brought to life in a truly befitting manner. It's one of the best scenes in the film and it always makes me cry.

Funeral Blues

BY: Wystan Hugh Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone.
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead,
Put crépe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song,
I thought that love would last forever: 'I was wrong'

The stars are not wanted now, put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.